up all around me.
“Hi Louie, Petey, Carmine, Carmilla!” I shouted over the sound of clanking plates and silverware
scraping food preparation bowls. I would have stopped to talk, but AJ’s insistent hand was against
my lower back, pushing me along. As soon as we were out the door, his hot mouth was on mine in a
hurried, frantic kiss. Pushing me against the brick wall, his hands started roaming over me. “Not
here,” I panted against his lips.
“Ready sir?” Benny called behind us. I actually felt sorry for him. He was going to need a whole
lot of eye bleach to get rid of the images we’d given him in the last five hours. With my past, I never
would have expected or imagined that I would be comfortable with such PDA, yet with AJ, it felt
right.
“Yeah,” AJ grunted, pulling away from me. My heels clicked along the pavement as I made my way
to the limo. Benny stood, his head tucked to his chest, with the door open.
“Take us home, Benny,” AJ instructed, as we collapsed into the limo in a wild tangle of arms and
legs.
“Yes sir,” came the mumbled reply, before the door was shut tight behind us.
Once our bodies had adjusted on the bench seat, AJ crushed his mouth against mine, thrusting his
warm tongue into my mouth. He tasted sweet like the chocolate and wine we’d just consumed, and I
moaned into his mouth as our tongues intertwined. With one hand cupping my ass, AJ brought his
other to my breast, slipping through the satin of my bodice to cup my naked flesh.
As much as I hated to, I jerked away from him. Our gazes locked, and I’m sure mine mirrored AJ’s
lust-filled one. It took me a full minute to find my voice. Even AJ’s broad chest heaved up and down
from our passionate lip-lock. “We should go to my house.”
“Nuh-uh,” AJ grunted, his hand kneading my breast harder.
“But you’ll need to drop me off at my place anyway,” I argued, trying to ignore the heat pooling
below my waist at his actions.
AJ shook his head. “Mine’s closer. And I don’t wanna waste any time before I can be buried back
inside you.”
His words stoked the fire burning within me. I couldn’t believe just thirty minutes ago we’d been
slow dancing at my family’s restaurant. Now we were mauling each other like sex-starved deviants.
Of course, it was that damn chocolate mousse that had turned dessert into foreplay between the
dancing and the limo.
As his thumb flicked over my pebbled nipple, his other hand snaked up my dress to find my already
damp center. When one finger slid inside my panties, I involuntarily thrust my hips up. Although I
wanted nothing more than to be with him again, I smacked my palm against his chest, pushing him
away. “Oh no, just a minute, big boy.”
AJ’s chuckle scorched against my neck as he nudged his erection against my exposed thigh.
“Thanks for the compliment, babe.”
“I’m serious.” Grabbing the sweat-soaked strands of his hair, I jerked his head up to meet my gaze.
“You’ve already had me once in this limo. What kind of girl do you take me for?”
A wicked gleam burned in AJ’s dark eyes. “The kind who gets off on satisfying her man.”
I quirked a brow at him. “Oh, but you’re not mine , Mr. Latin Lover.”
“I’ve had you, Mia. So you’re mine ,for the night.”
Shaking my head, I scooted away to where I was on the opposite bench seat. AJ shot me a
predatory glare, reiterating the fact he was not accustomed to females not giving him his way. “Quit
playing fucking games,” he growled.
“I said, no.”
“Yeah, well, I call your bluff since I can smell how fucking aroused you are right now. Not to
mention, you’re practically soaking the seat.”
He leaned over to grab me, but I nailed him in the chest with my stiletto heeled foot, thrusting him
back against the leather seat. His gaze dipped from mine to my pump and then he snorted. “Are your
‘come fuck me heels’ really supposed to deter me?”
When I
“Hi Louie, Petey, Carmine, Carmilla!” I shouted over the sound of clanking plates and silverware
scraping food preparation bowls. I would have stopped to talk, but AJ’s insistent hand was against
my lower back, pushing me along. As soon as we were out the door, his hot mouth was on mine in a
hurried, frantic kiss. Pushing me against the brick wall, his hands started roaming over me. “Not
here,” I panted against his lips.
“Ready sir?” Benny called behind us. I actually felt sorry for him. He was going to need a whole
lot of eye bleach to get rid of the images we’d given him in the last five hours. With my past, I never
would have expected or imagined that I would be comfortable with such PDA, yet with AJ, it felt
right.
“Yeah,” AJ grunted, pulling away from me. My heels clicked along the pavement as I made my way
to the limo. Benny stood, his head tucked to his chest, with the door open.
“Take us home, Benny,” AJ instructed, as we collapsed into the limo in a wild tangle of arms and
legs.
“Yes sir,” came the mumbled reply, before the door was shut tight behind us.
Once our bodies had adjusted on the bench seat, AJ crushed his mouth against mine, thrusting his
warm tongue into my mouth. He tasted sweet like the chocolate and wine we’d just consumed, and I
moaned into his mouth as our tongues intertwined. With one hand cupping my ass, AJ brought his
other to my breast, slipping through the satin of my bodice to cup my naked flesh.
As much as I hated to, I jerked away from him. Our gazes locked, and I’m sure mine mirrored AJ’s
lust-filled one. It took me a full minute to find my voice. Even AJ’s broad chest heaved up and down
from our passionate lip-lock. “We should go to my house.”
“Nuh-uh,” AJ grunted, his hand kneading my breast harder.
“But you’ll need to drop me off at my place anyway,” I argued, trying to ignore the heat pooling
below my waist at his actions.
AJ shook his head. “Mine’s closer. And I don’t wanna waste any time before I can be buried back
inside you.”
His words stoked the fire burning within me. I couldn’t believe just thirty minutes ago we’d been
slow dancing at my family’s restaurant. Now we were mauling each other like sex-starved deviants.
Of course, it was that damn chocolate mousse that had turned dessert into foreplay between the
dancing and the limo.
As his thumb flicked over my pebbled nipple, his other hand snaked up my dress to find my already
damp center. When one finger slid inside my panties, I involuntarily thrust my hips up. Although I
wanted nothing more than to be with him again, I smacked my palm against his chest, pushing him
away. “Oh no, just a minute, big boy.”
AJ’s chuckle scorched against my neck as he nudged his erection against my exposed thigh.
“Thanks for the compliment, babe.”
“I’m serious.” Grabbing the sweat-soaked strands of his hair, I jerked his head up to meet my gaze.
“You’ve already had me once in this limo. What kind of girl do you take me for?”
A wicked gleam burned in AJ’s dark eyes. “The kind who gets off on satisfying her man.”
I quirked a brow at him. “Oh, but you’re not mine , Mr. Latin Lover.”
“I’ve had you, Mia. So you’re mine ,for the night.”
Shaking my head, I scooted away to where I was on the opposite bench seat. AJ shot me a
predatory glare, reiterating the fact he was not accustomed to females not giving him his way. “Quit
playing fucking games,” he growled.
“I said, no.”
“Yeah, well, I call your bluff since I can smell how fucking aroused you are right now. Not to
mention, you’re practically soaking the seat.”
He leaned over to grab me, but I nailed him in the chest with my stiletto heeled foot, thrusting him
back against the leather seat. His gaze dipped from mine to my pump and then he snorted. “Are your
‘come fuck me heels’ really supposed to deter me?”
When I
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